Daqizong

Meng Hao, Lin Ming, and Jiao Wuming really had a good idea.

They were originally strong men from another side, and had nothing to do with Lishan Mine, but because they were invited by Li Wan, and they came because of his favor and promised benefits. Naturally, they would not do things lightly, but seeing Lin Jingshu alone Trapped the opponent, and sacrificed the water puppet to cover up, how can there be any reason not to take the initiative to attack?

"Lingming Xuanguang!"

"Colorless Underworld Fire!"

"Tianlong Zhengang!"

The three of them did their best.

Meng Hao was originally a master of casual cultivators in Tiannan, and he inherited the Taoism of a senior strong man in the middle ages. He practiced Lingming Jue, a supernatural power, and his whole body's mana was sacrificed and turned into mysterious light. The flying sword's killing technique is even sharper.

What's especially rare is that this supernatural power also has the effect of cultivating the soul, it can attach spiritual thoughts in the mysterious light, and hurt people's soul invisible.

Lin Ming practiced ordinary supernatural powers, and his knowledge was very complicated. However, he had a profound fortune. When he was an ordinary monk in the foundation building state, he had the adventure of offering sacrifices to different fires, and subdued a plant from In the Netherworld, a colorless fire of unknown origin.

This fire has been practiced by him for many years, and it has already been integrated with the magic power of the whole body. Once it is sacrificed to attack the enemy, it will have a continuous source of energy, burning the body, the soul, and it is very powerful. Zhenjun's huge name.

Jiao Wuming is close to the East China Sea. A strong demon cultivator who was born in a dragon, practiced a true gang technique handed down by an ancient heavenly dragon. .

The three of them did not randomly choose enemies, but tacitly moved towards a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who was closest to them.Among the 11 people in front of me, all of them are masters, only Pang Wei was born in the Qi Dao, but he also has a late stage cultivation.The few people in the mid-term realm seem to be the best to deal with.

Persimmons have to be picked and squeezed softly, everyone knows this truth!

Pang Wei and the others were on guard against Lin Jingshu and the four water puppet, when the three of them rushed out and surrounded the mid-term cultivator in one fell swoop.

I saw the mysterious light and dark fire dancing wildly, the real gangsters criss-crossing, violently bombarding in the air, colliding with the man's mana, bursting out bursts of gorgeous and dangerous fireworks.After a while, the opponent was forced to retreat steadily.

"Fellow Daoist, quickly help me!" The mid-stage cultivator hurriedly asked others for help.

The others quickly separated the two and stopped them.

The monks in the mid-term received strong support, and the pressure was immediately relieved, but at this moment, the four water yuan puppets held back four people, Meng Hao and the three held back three people, and only Pang Wei, Ji Wuyang and two other late-stage Yuanying monks attacked .This inexplicable space covered by the star map is as solid as a mountain and cannot be shaken at all.

Every time the four of them use their skills to break the void.A tiny crack was hit in this side of the world, and Lin Jingshu circulated the star element to make up for one point, and she poured out endless mana.Just like the sky full of stars makes up, there is no limit to it.

Pang Wei suddenly realized: "She is delaying time!"

Ji Wuyang also noticed it: "I'll stop her, you all go all out!"

An idle attack can't break through this world at all.But everyone was afraid of Lin Jingshu, so they didn't dare to do anything with all their strength.

I have to admit that this was the shock brought about by the sudden birth. Ji Wuyang saw this and wanted to deal with her personally to win opportunities for others.

"You want to fight with me, but I just ignore you." Lin Jingshu stood on the sidelines, but she saw Ji Wuyang's intentions clearly, and she didn't have the burden of becoming a famous master at all, so she jumped and flew into the distance.

And she didn't just fly away, after a while, she circled in a big circle and turned around from the other side, with solid astral energy surging around her body, as if she might make a move at any time.

Seeing this, Ji Wuyang immediately felt a headache. Although he is a master, there is no better way for a while.

"what!"

At this time, the mid-stage cultivator who had been fighting with Meng Hao and the three of them suddenly let out a cry of pain.

Everyone looked at him, but only saw that his right arm was wrapped in a mass of gray-black flames, and his blood, flesh and essence were like kerosene, whistling.

Lin Ming looked for an opportunity, raised his hand, and a white light burst out of the air, hitting him with a palpitating icy light.

Everyone exclaimed: "Fang Daoyou!"

This mid-term cultivator, after all, still didn't dodge, and was stabbed by the white light at once.

It was only at this time that everyone could see clearly, but it was a spiked cone with two pointed ends and a swollen middle, like a shuttle.

Its whole body was glowing with a strange red glow, and with a sudden sound, the dark fire rose and burned blazingly.

There was a glint of excitement in Lin Ming's eyes, and he made a magic seal with his hands, muttering words, but he sacrificed the nail awl again, and nailed it to the middle-stage monk again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the mid-term cultivator hurriedly dragged his burning body to avoid it, but he never thought that the nail cone pierced through the air, and the fire wave was like a knife, shaking him flying out firmly.

This nail cone is not an ordinary item, but a rare treasure tailor-made by the Tiannan Artifact Sect for Lin Ming, the true king of Minghuo, the Minghuo awl!

This awl doesn't have any particularly powerful power, nor does it have too many magical restrictions, but it has a few points, which are very suitable for Lin Ming himself.

With this awl, Lin Ming can easily inject his mana into it, manipulate the strange fire, and hurt people from a distance. The power itself almost completely made up for the disadvantage of lack of long-range attacks.

Therefore, this piece is not considered a top-notch nail cone, but it has instead become a very important thing for Lin Ming to improve his strength. Even some top-notch treasures and top-grade spirit treasures are not as useful as it.

"That spike is weird, avoid it quickly." Although Pang Wei didn't know much about it, seeing the situation, he guessed roughly that this kind of magic weapon tailor-made for someone's supernatural powers can turn a single On the one hand, the characteristics are maximized, which is very difficult.

Everyone dodged according to their words, but soon, they also tasted the pain.

Originally, although Lin Ming's Heavenly Fire was powerful, his other supernatural powers and spells were lacking, and his own cultivation was not top-notch, so the threat was not too great, but after he sacrificed this magic weapon, the spikes shuttled up and down at an extremely fast speed , and there is even more strange fire condensed in it, the power is no small matter.

Seeing that the mid-term cultivator was sluggish and in pain after only one blow, the others would naturally not try the trick easily.

Pang Wei frowned, and he became more and more sure of the guess in his heart. This woman really wanted to delay time, but she had no idea how to get rid of this situation.

It is no longer that they come and leave whenever they want, and if they are not careful, they may even lose a few people here!

Once their lives are lost, those masters who are invited will definitely take care of their own. Saving their lives is the most important thing. Although he has the status of an elder of the Lingbao Sect, it is impossible to force these people to die.

Everyone is a powerful Nascent Soul, no one owes anyone, and it's not as easy to use as those dead men.

"Hateful, if we can't attack here for a long time, the Tiangong side will be in danger. I don't know what happened to them."

Pang Wei was a little worried, Taoist Tianzhao and the others didn't know if they held on, if they didn't rush back to rescue, they didn't know how long they could last.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, if this goes on like this, we will suffer a lot. Please do your best. Pang is very grateful!"

Pang Wei gritted his teeth secretly, and said to Ji Wuyang.His words were sincere, and there was a hint in his eyes that if Ji Wuyang was willing to do his best to help him, there would definitely be rewards.

"Don't be restless, Fellow Daoist Pang, Ji has already seen through their tricks, so let's break them."

Ji Wuyang also felt that it was impossible to go on like this, so he held the sword pill in his hand, and suddenly turned into a streamer and shot out.

This time, he was looking for the right opportunity, and stabbed straight at Lin Ming, who was wantonly chasing and killing the mid-stage cultivators.

Lin Ming was enjoying the fight, when he suddenly felt a sword light like lightning piercing through the void and struck him, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his heart was torn apart.

"Shangqing Slashing Sword!"

The sword light flew away, and a moment later, blood spilled into the void, Lin Ming clutched his shoulders and flew back tens of feet!

This sudden blow pierced through his shoulder in an instant, not only that, but he also felt that his soul seemed to be stabbed too, and he was almost frozen in place, ready to be slaughtered.

But at this moment, Lin Jingshu's mana suddenly soared, and a sword strike suddenly slashed down with the power to destroy the world.

She didn't care about Lin Ming, but went towards Ji Wuyang.

Ji Wuyang retreated in a hurry, gave up chasing and killing Lin Ming, stopped the sword force suddenly, and flew away to the side. Even so, the violent wind still swept violently, and almost everything along the way was strangled.

With mighty mana, sweeping the void, it is completely a peerless posture of ghosts and gods.

Lin Jingshu stood proudly in the air, her long hair flying wildly with the strong wind, in the eyes of everyone, she was incomparably radiant and unrivaled.

"Hateful!" Ji Wuyang's eyes were red and he was full of anger.

He was almost killed by a knife just because he was not paying attention. Just now, the Seven Killer Yuan Gang passed by. Even a master as strong as him felt the threat of imminent death. He had no doubt that if he was killed This saber strikes straight, even if there is a treasured clothing to protect the body, it is inevitable that people and swords will be cut in two.

This tyrannical mana is not only able to deal with the physical body, even the body of the soul, which is completely different from those who need to rely on special attributes or secret techniques to injure the soul.

When the others saw this scene, they were even more astonished. Even Ji Wuyang, one of the best masters among the crowd, almost died here, so what if it was him?

At the moment, many monks on Pang Wei's side couldn't help retreating in their hearts.

They were not the protagonists of this battle, and they were able to be used by Pang Wei because Pang Wei had promised a lot of things, but if they saw the unfavorable situation and still fought to the end, they must have lost their minds. (to be continued..)